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Ylzm Apr 2021
I've walked and savoured
Seen the magic and ate the food
Sight and hearing may deceive
But taste, fragrance and touch
Directly speaks and to you alone
And by same measure I know
The liars, the blind, and the fools
For their fruits are without taste
Even as plastic fruits are for eyes only
I had no idea
to call you back
when I lost everything
from my eyes sight.
But I want to get a help.
Indonesia, 14th April 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Salsa AK Apr 2021
Give me a thousand kisses
In the midst of the darkest night,
Find the bridge from my heart to yours
Let love be your guiding light
They say the fastest thing in the world is light
Then how come you are never in my sight?
I cant help but beg you to please slow down
But when I finish, youre already out of town
I cant even tell, as you slip right by
Thats how it'll be, 'till the day I die
Ill catch up to time eventually....
I weirdly - no, wantonly - want to kiss you the next time

Your blue-gray eyes besiege my focus and I resign

My sight - no, soul - to your vision and spread your word

As the bearded and fattened prophet of these feelings deferred.
bubblyflower Apr 2021
red flowers cover the heavenly field,
your teary eyes reflect the moonlight,
the person that i need beside me is you,
i know you need me too,
staying by each other's side
what a beautiful sight!
i wish we could stay forever,
i wish we could be merrier,
it's time to say goodbye,
a butterfly tickles my hand,
let's be together even after the end!
Wilkes Arnold Mar 2021
Your eyes met mine and I knew right then
That this was the start of something when
A fire began to blaze within
And my heart beat skipped at the thought of sin,

I leapt from my seat with passions flared
But you mistook the moment we shared
I walked right by, I hate to admit
That I was racing to take a ****
I look forward to your analysis of this deep meaning behind this masterpiece
Àŧùl Mar 2021
My head feels heavy when
I get a lot of hair,
Or when I've an unsuitable pair.

My sight grows dim when
I get a broken heart,
Or when I see an unusual art.

My breath feels stale when
I get mouth sores,
Or in the morning I've just opened my eyes.
My HP Poem #1917
©Atul Kaushal
vansh kapoor Jan 2021
I smiled at her as a smitten sign,
she blushed back as Italian wine.
she lowered her eyes,
shifting strand behind.
she was the one
who set up a poet blind..
selina Mar 2021
there is something so intimate
in the way you shed my robes
in the sway of your hips
and the red of your lips

in the way your body stretches
under my seamless silk sheets
wearing nothing but fine gold
what a sight to behold

forget the silk sheets and fancy robes

they have always looked better on you
but: this sight of lost control
and the flush against your cheeks
this is the intimacy i crave and seek
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